Walking down the streets

My eyes met a youngster

Holding a tiny canister

Wearing an innocent smile

I questioned myself back

Tried to understand why?

A boy holding a canister

Instead of holding a book

He could be that last piece

Of the change we need to see

But whom we already missed

Before becoming a masterpiece

Education is to enlighten

Each and every being

To be a noble person    

Education is the key

Outpace and take a step

Glide towards the light

To bring forth in every hand

Basic ability to read and write

To create a talented identity

Whom the society will recognize

To create a beautiful personality

Whom the society will appreciate